So, I came too a new place today. I've seen a lot of new things and a lot of new people. I've found myself thinking a lot and asking a lot of questions, but just to myself. Thinking about where I came from, where I am headed. Should I try to redesign myself or just wing it...

Sitting in the grass...humming with the humming birds...hmm hmmmm hmm hmmm hmm hmI look up towards the sun...I have noticed the sun is dancing with the cloudsin the big deep sky.Tension starts to fill my body...i stand up immedientlylooking around panicking.dark smoke starts to...

and have a baby I feel like Ive created my own wolf pack. I'll fight for them, I'll kill for them and I'll love them. It's scary yet exciting to know I'm responsible to keep this pack alive and happy. Although I don't always feel this way I cherish it when I do.

I've lived here for 22 yrs.and with immigration these last 10years the neighborhood has changed, so quickly. I'm not against anyone who immigrated here. Or am I down on race or skin color. We were taught to tolerate new people and treat everyone the same. But it's me that's not...